fandomtownies | Warehouse District; Monday Evening

Life in Fandom had been so...engaging, to say the least, that a certain secret-indentity-concerned girl had inadvertently kicked back and half forgotten about the new-ish black suit Arachnne had given to her. She wasn't all that eager to drop her usual costume...which wasn't really much of a costume, alright, but she also wasn't that immature to turn down a gift. So that night she had donned the suit and made a few laps through the warehouses. It was different now that she lacked the extra strength, the extra agility and of course, the wall crawling, but Spider-Girl was glad to see she still had it.

She only failed to land on her feet three out of ten times, after all.

Sitting on the edge of a warehouse, she inspected her suit. Being all black was a blessing, because it was also pretty skin tight and clingy...and let's just say Spider-Girl wasn't all that comfortable showing herself off. It was a good thing her training regime hadn't suffered much, so she was thankfully fit. Not a curvy goddess like half the superheroines she knew, though, but hey, she was rocking the suit nonetheless.

"Now, if there was some sort of petty crime going on," Spider-Girl said, sigh in tow. Well, at least there would be no choice of her being all embarrassed, right?

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